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Finally Buffle broke the silence by saying: "I'd give my last ounce, and my shootin'-iron besides, mum, ef I could put yer on his trail; but I can't remember no such man; ken you, fellers?" Three melancholy nods replied in the negative. "I am very much obliged to you, gentlemen," said Mrs. Berryn. "I will go back to the crossing and take the next stage. Perhaps, Mr.
"Well, I can't deny you, mum," said Bob handing it out. "Eh!, see what a pattern now! Real Laceham goods. Now, this is the sort o' article I'm recommendin' Mr. Tom to send out. Lors, it's a fine thing for anybody as has got a bit o' money; these Laceham goods 'ud make it breed like maggits.
But, still not quite in possession of his nerves, little Jon answered boastfully: "I wasn't afraid, really, of course!" And again he lay watching the spears and chariots. It all seemed very long. "Oh! Mum, do hurry up!" "Darling, I have to plait my hair." "Oh! not to-night. You'll only have to unplait it again to-morrow. I'm sleepy now; if you don't come, I shan't be sleepy soon."
"It's his watch at the mill to-night." "Whose watch?" demanded Joel. Her face brightened. "Father's. He's back, mum." Joel caught himself in a whistle. "He's very stiddy, Joel, as stiddy as yoh." "I am very glad he has come back, Lois," said Mrs. Howth, gravely.
Should you like to dine here every day? 'Off of all four on 'em, mum? O mum! Sloppy's feelings obliged him to squeeze his hat, and contract one leg at the knee. 'Yes. And should you like to be always taken care of here, if you were industrious and deserving? 'Oh, mum!
"If you please, Mother Hart, who was that Christmas angel I squashed?" "Vad? Was Vad in on it, mum? I never saw her." Wally straightened up with a fresh chunk of cake in his hand. "Was she scared?" "Yes," his mother admitted reluctantly, "I guess she was, all right. First the squaws and, poor girl, I made her shake hands all round and then Grant here, acting like a wild hyena "
Mel to Sally, the maid, in a brief under-voice. 'Please mum, Jacko ! 'He must be whipped. You are a careless slut. 'Please, I can't think of everybody and everything, and poor master Sally plumped on a seat, and took sanctuary under her apron. Mrs. Mel glanced at the pair, continuing her labour. 'Oh, aunt, aunt! cried Mrs.
"Meantime, Haley, if you want the matter carried on in the quiet way you speak of, you'd best not let your business in this neighborhood be known. It will get out among my boys, and it will not be a particularly quiet business getting away any of my fellows, if they know it, I'll promise you." "O! certainly, by all means, mum! of course. But I'll tell you.
It was the look of sympathy that was answered first, for it was more comforting than even the prospect of money, sorely as Mrs. Marley needed that. "Yes, mum, I've had the rheumatics this winter awful. But the wind here! why, it ain't nothing to what it blows round in Jefferson Street, where I used to sit.
If I was a lady wi' a bit o' money! why, I know one as put thirty pounds into them goods, a lady wi' a cork leg, but as sharp, you wouldn't catch her runnin' her head into a sack; she'd see her way clear out o' anything afore she'd be in a hurry to start. Bucks her name is, she doesn't live i' this town. Now then, mum, if you'll please to give me the net "
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